Kady's POV

I let out a sigh as I walked off stage after our performance, a smile plastered on my face. What a freaking rush! I had the best fucking time performing for the crowd tonight and they ate it up! Never in my life had I felt that kind of energy from a crowd or that kind of response. I was so fucking pumped! My blood rushed through my veins and I didn't know whether to sit down, throw up, or take a shot. I had so many emotions running through my body I didn't know what to do with myself. I just knew that I couldn’t wait to do it all again tomorrow night. This headlining stuff was the real deal!

"That was fucking awesome!" Caleb screamed over the crowd that was still going nuts. I shook my head in disbelief. "We are so going to party tonight! Get ready little sis!"

"I have such a rush right now, I can we go back out again?" Marley asked, jumping up and down as he met us backstage. It was then that we heard a small chuckle behind us.

"Unfortunately no," said Mason, laughing at our reactions. "We need to switch the stage for Sevenfold, but it was a great show. I have a few new ideas that will drive the fans into a frenzy!"

"Fuck yeah! This calls for a round of shots on the bus!" Gunnar yelled, jumping up into Caleb's arms. I let out a slight shriek as his legs flew up in the air by my face. Though they didn’t even seem to notice because Caleb just spun him around in circles, screaming something about having the time of his life.

"Watch where you're flinging those clown shoes!" I laughed as Marley pulled me into a hug. This was the life we had been dreaming of for years and we finally were made it. "Come on you three stooges, lets got get a drink!"

I handed off my guitar to the stagehand and linked arms with my brother and Marley. A smile spread over my faces as I heard the fans still chanting our name as we walked off the backside of the stage. I couldn't wait to celebrate our success.

As we reached the bus, I couldn't help but let my eyes wander towards the large white and red bus parked next to ours. My heart started to palpitate as Avenged Sevenfold came out of their bus dressed in their stage attire. There was Brian, dressed all in black with a red leather jacket and white and black boots. His hair was spiked up in every direction with a light line of black eyeliner highlighting his brown eyes. He looked sexy as hell... Damn it Kadence, you can’t think like that! He is off limits and is a playboy!

"Hey you sounded great," Matt said as they walked by. He looked damn fine too with his tattooed biceps exposed by his sleeveless shirt. In all honesty, they all were too good looking for their own damn good. No wonder there were so many women out in the crow—just look at this band of male eye candy!

"Yeah, good luck toppin' that, they were going ape shit," Caleb cockily, shoulder checking Zacky as they passed. I rolled my eyes and shook my head, feeling embarrassed for my brother. He could be such an arrogant prick and I was really getting sick of his shit. I still had no idea what the hell his beef was with Zacky but it needed to stop before he got us fired.

"Don't respond," I heard Matt say as he grabbed Zack’s arm. "We've got a show to do. He’s not worth it."

"Good luck to you too!" Jimmy sang obnoxiously as he jumped up and down. He was like a child trapped inside a grown mans body and you couldn’t help but love him. “We’ll see you at the after party! Don’t drink too much without us!”

“Yeah, don’t fucking count on it,” Caleb hissed, pulling away from me and heading toward the bus without us.

“What the hell, Cal?” I called after him, only to feel someone bump my shoulder as they walked by. “What the hell? Watch where you’re—” I snapped, only to see those stunning brown eyes looking back at me. I swallowed thickly and licked my lips, feeling a small shiver run down my spine. What the hell was that?

“Hey Kady,” Gates said, winking at me as he walked by. In that moment our eyes locked and I couldn’t look away. Those enchanting brown orbs seemed to hypnotize me and all I could do was open and close my mouth like a fool, all my witty remarks gone out the window. What the hell was wrong with me? I always had a sarcastic reply? I didn’t know why he was affecting me in this way but I needed it to stop.

“Aren’t you going to wish me good luck?” that cocky smirk pulled across his lips and I couldn’t help but roll my eyes.

“Doesn’t look like you need it,” I said, mentally kicking myself. Really? That was the snarkiest thing I could come up with?! What the hell was wrong with me?

“Aw come on, Red,” Brian “I’d happily take a kiss,” he chuckled, leaning towards me and pointing at his cheek. He really was a piece of work with his arrogant attitude. Maybe he was just warming his alter ego, Synyster Gates, for the show but I really wasn’t impressed.

I mean, sure the guy was gorgeous but that didn’t make up for his cocky attitude or his reputation as a womanizer. He was still an ass and I wasn’t about to give into him like one of his groupies. I wasn’t that kind of girl and he was a dumbass if he thought he could win me over that way.

“I’ll give you a kiss,” I said leaning forward and at the last minute bringing my knee up, reminding him just what happened when he pissed me off. I mean, if he wanted me to knee him in the nuts before he went on stage that was his prerogative.

“Fine, I’ll let it slide this time,” he said, taking a step back and putting his hands up in surrender. Smart man. “But remember, you owe me.”

I scoffed and crossed my arms over my chest, leaning into Marley. “Yeah right,” I huffed, pulling out my pack of cigarettes. Marley’s body was notably stiff as he wrapped an arm around my waist and pulled me closer into his side.

"What do you owe him," Marley hissed, lighting my cigarette before taking a drag of his own. as we both pulled out a smoke outside of the tour bus. I took in a deep drag and blew it out slowly, trying to figure out why he was acting so oddly.

“I don’t,” I said simply, taking a deep drag from my cigarette. God that first drag was the best. It was like a little shot of nicotine shooting through your system, making everything better in an instant. I knew I should quit but the feeling was just too good. "But he seems to think that since I kicked him in the balls that I owe him a drink."

"Fuck him, just stay away from him," Marley said through a cloud of smoke. His tone was icy and totally different than when we got off the stage. What was up with him? Was he seriously pissed because Gates was talking to me?

I raised a questioning brow at him and shook his head. "That is unless you want to lose two grand,” he added, his tone completely different now. Why the hell was he acting so weird?

"Hey, hey hey, I never said anything about sleeping with anyone or starting a relationship. Chill out killer," I said, elbowing him the side. "Lets go take some shots and see if we can find some groupies!" I teased, knowing full well that our little bet would prohibit Marley from having the kind of evening he wanted. What? It was good for him to spend time with his friends instead of always hooking up with some bimbo between the sheets.

Marley flipped me off and I threw my head back with a laugh. “Yeah, fuck that. I’m not about to lose two grand. That’s not fucking happening. Unless…” Marley pursed his lips contemplating what he was going to say next. His gentle blue eyes looked up at the sky as a small smirk fell over his lips. Wait a minute, I knew that look…oh no. No way was that going to happen.

"Unless what?" I said after exhaling a cloud of smoke. "Unless I screw you. You think that wouldn't count?" I teased with a smile, hoping I wasn’t right. Oh crap, there he goes with the fucking blush. So I was right, he was feeling sexually deprived and wanted a screw. Since when did he want to screw me?

"Forget about it, it was a joke," he said before standing up and heading back onto the bus, leaving me alone outside.

"I think I'm going to need a drink," I said to myself. "At least five...fuck." I leaned my head back against the bus and let out a long sigh. Why was everything so fucking confusing all of a sudden?


Brain's POV

What a fucking show! I could still feel the energy from the crowd pulsing through my veins as I threw back a shot at the after party. We played one hell of a show tonight and I was so fucking pumped to be back on the road. Touring was my all time favorite part of being part of a successful band because I could just have fun and see the world with my best friends. What more could a guy ask for?

“Dude did you hear that crowd when we were done with our set? They were losing their fucking minds,” Zack gushed, already a few beers into the night. “I bet there were more than thirty bras on that fucking stage!”

“Groupies are gods gift to the world,” I chuckled, clinking glasses with him. “Now to choose whose world gets rocked tonight. Should I go blonde, brunette, or redhead, Baker?”

“We all know you’ve been pinning over that little redhead from Fatal Façade,” Zack said, giving me a dirty look. “Stay away from that whole fucking family because they will screw you over.”

“I’m fine with that since all I want is a good screw,” I mused, earning a dramatic eye roll from him. I could just picture that little redhead screaming her name and arching her back into me. Oh, fuck just thinking about her was turning me on.

“Suit yourself, but don’t say I didn’t fucking warn you,” he said before getting up and moving over toward the bar with Jimmy. Eh, what did he know anyway? He was just pissed off at Caleb for god knows what. I wasn’t going to let his crappy attitude ruin my night.

“Yo Haner, you ready for the shot challenge?” Johnny called as I downed the shot in front of me. Ah, yeah, that burn was what I was looking for! I quickly slammed back the next one before turning my attention to him. At this rate I could easily cross getting plastered off my bucket list for the evening, followed by fucking some pretty little groupie, and round out the night having a blast with my best friends.

“Hell yeah,” I replied, moving over to the makeshift bar on our bus. Jimmy pulled the bottle of Jack Daniels from the cupboard and I could already feel my mouth watering for that sweet burn. Fuck yeah I loved that shit!

"It’s time for the honorary first night on tour shoot out!” Jimmy announced before making a sound that I assumed was supposed to be a trumpet call. “Last one standing after we finish the bottle gets first pick of where we stop for breakfast in the morning."

"You are going down, short shit," Zacky laughed, surrounding us in a big cloud of smoke.

"Shoot off, shoot off, shoot off!" Jimmy chanted, crawling across the living room floor of the tour bus. He was fucking amped up and flying around like a man with no control; the best part of our after tour parties. Man I loved that kid!

"Here we go boys, to a successful tour!" Matt said as we all raised a shot glass. "One down, fifty more to go before the end of the tour. Thankfully we will be back home for a weekend in three weeks. Let's go out there, have fun, and do what we do best, kick some fucking ass!"

"Cheers to that!" I said before downing my glass.

Within the next twenty minutes, the rest of the bottle of Jack was gone and Johnny was passed out on the floor. Eh, serves him right for being a lightweight, he sure as hell was small enough.

“Fuck you assholes, I’m picking where we go for breakfast in the morning,” I jeered after downing the last shot in the bottle.

“Fuck you, Haner, you just got lucky,” Zack said before turning back to his conversation with Matt. And where the hell had Jimmy run off to? Wasn’t he just here a few minutes ago?

Eh, fuck it. I needed a smoke. I had deprived my body of its nicotine craving for too long now it was time to give into my demons. I grabbed a beer from the fridge and made my way outside, not feeling nearly drunk enough for the amount of alcohol I just consumed.

As I stumbled down the steps, I looked over to the Fatal Facade bus to see a crowd of people dancing and drinking all over the place. Now that was the kind of party I was looking for. Sure we had our usual groupies and crewmembers in our bus, but it wasn't anything like this.

With my cigarette in one hand and beer in the other I headed over to the party. My eyes searched for the little redhead. Kady was here somewhere; I just had to find her. I let my eyes wander over into the other direction again scanning the crowd and was subtlety searching for her.

I knew she was playing hard to get and that only made the chase more interesting. There was just something about girls like that that enticed me, her pretend distaste for me fueling my desire. Hell, I always loved a good challenge and I wouldn’t back down. And if Kady didn’t know that already, she would find out soon enough. I would have her.

“Yo Gatesy-poo, are you searching for something? Or should I better ask someone?” Jimmy asked, suddenly appearing at my side. He grinned at me and wagged his eyebrows and I rolled my eyes. Okay so maybe I wasn’t as discreet as I thought but fine whatever.

“Have you seen her?” I asked over the loud music before taking a long swig of my beer and chasing it with a drag from my cigarette.

“You mean the infamous Violet Rouge of Fatal Façade,” Jimmy asked, moving his hands around in a mysterious way. Fucking hell, he knew who I was talking about and his fast movements were making me dizzy. Okay, so maybe the alcohol was catching up with me now.

“You know who I’m talking about,” I sighed, giving him a pointed look. I didn’t really have time for this chitchat. Some other asshole was bound to be making a move on what I had already called dibs on…well…sort of but not really called dibs on.

“I think I saw her over by the picnic tables a few minutes ago. Why what’s your plan, Brian?” Jimmy asked and I just grinned.

“What the hell do you think the plan is, Rev?” I asked, wiggling my eyebrows.

“Ahh yes, wrestling beneath the sheets with spicy redheaded screamer…” he smiled, knowing me all to well.

“You said it, not me…” I grinned and clicked my beer to his. “Let the game begin…”

I threw back my beer, emptying the contents before I saw Zack shaking his head at me from the steps of our bus. He muttered something under his breath but I couldn’t make it out and didn’t really care. He gave me his warning and I made my decision. I was going to find that little redhead and persuade her to join me between the sheet. Kady wouldn’t be able to resist… No woman could.

As I walked around the Fatal Façade party, I was surprised to find Kady dancing on the picnic table in the middle of the group. I watched as she rolled her hips and shimmed her shoulders to the beat of the heavy metal music playing from the bus. Damn this was hot. I could image those hips sitting on top of me and ridding me slowly. She would be such a good lay.... Fuck.

"Ladies and Gentlemen," she yelled. "I give you free shots for everyone!!" She threw back the bottle of liquor in her hand before pouring the rest of its contents over the crowd. Oh, yeah she was drunk and I wasn’t that far behind her.

Kady threw her arms up in the air and threw the bottle into the crowd. “You guys are the fucking best! Woo!” she yelled before turning her back toward the group of people standing around the table. She wasn’t going to try and crowd surf was she? Oh fuck she was going to fucking kill herself!

As Kady slowly fell backwards, I lunged forward and caught her in my arms. What the hell was she thinking?! She raised her hands in the air and leaned back into my arm, looking around. "What the hell?” she slurred, only to see me looking down at her with a smirk. “Synyster Fucking Gates...the man with the ego bigger than his hair. Thanks for ruining my crown surfing."

I couldn't help but laugh. "I hate to break it to you, Red, but if I wasn't here, you’d be making out with the pavement."

She rolled her eyes and pushed at my chest for me to set her down. Oh, no she wasn’t going to get away from me that easily. “I would have been fine,” Kady huffed, smoothing out her black top and ripped denim shorts. Damn, just look at those legs! Was that a tattoo peaking out under the hem of her shorts? Fucking hell, she was mouthwatering and I couldn’t wait to see what other secrets she was hiding beneath her clothes.

“So next time I should just let you fall?” I questioned, watching her pull out her pack of Marlboros. She put the coffin nail between her lips and patted her pockets for a lighter, only to come up empty handed.

“Fuck,” she hissed, ignoring my question. She sighed and threw her head back in frustration before she looked at me. “Can I borrow your lighter?”

“Can you what? Sorry I couldn’t hear you?” I asked with a smirk, blowing out a cloud of smoke from my own cigarette.

Kady crossed her arms in front of her chest, shaking her head at me. “Can. I. Borrow. You’re. Fucking. Lighter?” she slurred in the most pissed off tone. It was almost funny.

“Can you say please?” I taunted, taking another step towards her with the lighter in my hand.

“No,” Kady said before snatching the lighter away and lighting up. “You know a little bit of kindness never killed anyone,” I sang to the tune of her bands newest song Mayhem.

“Fuck you, Gates,” and there was that one fingered salute that I loved so much. It looked even more beautiful coming from her. “What are you doing over here anyway?”

I shrugged and put my hands in my pockets, watching the smoke drift through the chilly night air. Well, I knew why I was over at their party, but I wasn’t about to come right out and say it to Kady. That was for me to know and her to find out…soon.

“What difference does it make?” I chuckled. “I’m here, you’re here, and we’re both enjoying the best smokes known to man,” I finished. Kady closed her eyes and leaned back against the bus, ignoring my comment.

“Look, I’m not leaving just because you don’t want me here, Red.” I threw the cigarette to the ground again and moved in front of her. She opened her eyes when she heard my movement, but before she could do or say anything I stood right in her personal space. “And don’t forget that you still owe me after kneeing me in the balls last week.”

“I don’t owe you shit, Gates,” she said but I could hear the humor in her voice. “Besides I think you should get out of here before my brother sees you and kicks your ass for big on Fatal Façade turf. Haven’t you heard, we’re mortal enemies.” She was joking but there was tone of seriousness there.

“Are you really going to let your brother determine your fate?” Kady snorted, throwing her cigarette away. “You don’t seem like the type of girl to let someone tell you what you can and cant do,” I slurred. Damn that alcohol was catching up to me. Everything was slowly starting to spin.

Kady shook her head and looked away from me, a small smile playing on her lips. “So now you know me, congratulations,” she said starting a slow clap. “Now you can head back to your bus, mission accomplished.”

“And leave you out here by yourself?” I faked mocked shock as I looked back at her, earning another eye roll. “Your band mates would never forgive me if I left you out here to fend for yourself against some stranger.”

“You are some stranger!” Kady pointed out and I shook my head. “Besides if you haven’t noticed, I can take care of myself.” Oh, she definitely proved that the other night, but that’s not where I wanted this conversation to go.

“I don’t think we need to be strangers, princess.” I took a step forward, leaving barely an inch between us. I could smell the alcohol on her breath and see how fast her chest was rising and falling. Yeah, she could try and deny it but she want me too. All I had to do was lean forward and my lips would meet hers, but only after I teased her a little more first. She would be begging for me to take her soon enough, I just had to get her to that point.

“I’m not a princess,” she hissed, narrowing her eyes at me in a challenging way. “And if you ever call me that again, I will personally snap your dick off and kick it around on the ground,” she said, pushing me back. Okay so that was not the response I was looking for.

“Note taken,” I sighed, watching her turn her back on me. Fuck, I couldn’t let her leave, not when I could almost taste her. I had to do something.

I grabbed her hand and pulled her back against the side of the bus, my lips near her ear. Kady put her hands on my chest to push me away but my warm breath on her ear and neck stopped her. She let out a light moan and I knew she wouldn’t push me away this time. She couldn’t deny the heat between us.

“But I don’t think you really want us to be strangers,” I whispered seductively in her ear. “I saw the look in your eye when I caught you off the table. How you checked me out after the show, and the way you licked your lips just now,” I smirked, my hands landing on her hips. “Everything you do makes me more aware of the fact that you want me as much as I want you. Am I right, Red?”

Kady was staring right at my lips and I knew I had her right where I wanted her. That’s right babe, take it all in. You can have what ever you’d like, just say the word. All I had to do was seal the deal with a kiss we would both remember.

I caged her in, placing my hands on either side of her head and leaned down, pressing my lips to hers. Kady let out a small sigh and I took the initiative to slip my tongue into her mouth. God she tasted good. It was almost like a drug and I was quickly becoming addicted. And damn, if her lips tasted this good, I could only image what the rest of her tasted like. I just wanted to strip her naked and let my tongue trail all over her body, tasting every inch of her.

I moved my arm away from the wall and slung it around her waist, pressing her even harder against my body. Her perfect breasts pressed into my chest, making my pants uncomfortably tight.

I let my other hand trail to the hem of her shirt, my fingers grazing the small strip of skin that was peaking out between her low cut top and her shorts. Slowly I let my hand move down to top of her shorts. Suddenly Kady put her hands on my chest and looked at me with glossy blue eyes.

“Let’s go inside,” she panted, her cheeks flushed from our heated make out session. I could tell by the look in her eyes that she was smashed and horny and I was right there with her. The world was spinning but I wasn’t ready to get off just yet. I need a piece of this fine ass in my arms. “I need a drink.”

"As you wish," I said, scooping her up into my arms. I had got this far and I wasn’t about to let her get away from me now.

As I took a step forward, I stumbled to keep my balance. Why Hello Jack Daniels, how nice it is to see you again. Her hands flung up around my neck, pressing her upper body to my chest. I couldn't help but feel her body heat and her firm breasts push against my chest. Damn how I wanted her.

"Woah, careful there big boy," Kady giggled as I fumbled up the steps. This would be so much easier if she hadn't started playing with my hair and breathing on my neck. I was getting so turned on I thought my pants were going to rip. There was no way she couldn’t feel little Bri poking her in the hip right.

As I set Kady down on the couch, I couldn't help but notice the empty bus. "What do you want to d-drink, my l-lady?" my voice slurred and I couldn't help but laugh at how my voice sounded.

"I want some jack and coke, please," she sang in a childish way.

The next thing I knew, there were two little hands wrapped around my waist, headed straight for my belt. "Fuck, Kady, what are you doing to me?" I sighed, feeling my member throb painfully as her fingertips played with the top of my boxer shorts.

"Oh nothing," she laughed, turning me around to face her. Kady gave me a small little innocent smile as she ran her hands down my chest and I couldn’t take it anymore.

I quickly grabbed her by the back of the head and crashed our lips together in a hungry kiss. As our tongues battled for dominance, and I had to admit Kady’s hot little hands running over my body was the sexiest fucking thing I had ever experienced. I could feel her hips moving against me a she pulled my hair and I couldn't wait to get her into the bed.

The next thing I knew, I had her backed up against the wall as I kissed her neck. "Oh fuck, Brian," she moaned in my ear. "You don’t know how wet I am right now..."

"Let me see then," I said, my fingers finding their way to her belt buckle and unbuttoning her shorts.

"Lets get rid of this. I want to see your amazing arms, Brown Eyes," Kady moaned into my ear as she pulled off my shirt. Her nails dug into my skin and I couldn't help but moan out her name.

"You have no idea how much I want you." I bit her earlobe and pulled her shirt up over her head, my tongue and lips kissing around the black lace material around her bra. I carefully pushed it down, letting my lips take over that perfect little erect nipple.

"Please stop, teasing me," she whined, my fingers messaging her clit while I sucked on her breasts. "I want you..."

"My pleasure," I said, my lips taking hers again as I started towards the back of the bus.

The next thing I knew, I felt a hard blow to the side of my face and I dropped Kady and fell to the floor.

"What the fuck are you doing?" I heard a voice yell before darkness took over...

Notes

So here is the chapter I promised! :)

So Brian and Kady got a little tipsy and had a very heated makeup session? What do you think happened?